of my youth remain? casey at the bat, captain my captain, the star-spangled banner, the lord's prayer, the cottage, the deacon's one horse -- [inaudible] the bible, the declaration of independence, the gettysburg address. those various productions of poetry universeally read 50 years ago are replace inside the brave new world by slogans and the reduction of debatable propositions to commands. celebrate diversity, for example. where once we did not exhort, but practiced the celebration of its polar opposite, unity. english literature until the late mid century was largely illusive. it assumed a common knowledge of the bible, the gospels, the constitution, the works of shakespeare and various poets of that region and time. there was that called poetry still written today, but i defy anyone here to quote one line read as recently as last week. and yet we remember for our entire lives that which moved us not by command or by appeal to the intellect, but by resonance with the soul which is as opposed to political bleeps, we all share. the one-horse shay, have you heard of the wonderful one
